Come and have a look, beside me

A fine line of tears, part company.

That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes

>From the first letter I got to this her Bill of Rights, part company.



And what will I miss? Her cruelty, her unfaithfulness

Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company.



That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes

Like mud in the September rain it comes, back to me.



Part, part, I said part

Part company, made he men disappear

Cut my swathe and spread my fear.



Before we'd met, I hadn't wiped my feet

Seen myself naked or, part company.



And I said it before, do I have to say it again

A fine line of tears, part company.



That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes

>From her first words to this, our last night.



Part, part, she said part

Part company, made her men disappear

Cut my swathe and spread my fear.